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Date Posted: 08:09:38 05/15/01 Tue
Author: L'insta ::::: Renih
Subject: :: Essence of beauty..... ::

:: Silky ebony locks are collected together and fastened with a silver band; falling down her back in soft curls. Azure blue eyes reflect joy, sadness, hope. Blue silk shirt's sleeves stop at the shoulder, replaced by thin, transparent wings that flow behind her. Silken skirt ends is gentle waves caused by desert winds at above the ankle, revealing a silver chain anklet. Silver chain adorns neck; a silver charm bracelet is worn on wrist. Sapphyres decorate ebony hair. One small, delicate hand reaches forward to right a lock of mane on the horse that carries her. ::

:: Porcelain-gray steed is every bit as fine as his mistress. Black leather studded in sapphyres and silver rests upon his exquisite Arabian dial. Sapphyres adorn his own mane, and are studded into the cloth he wears on his back, upon which his mistress sits. His steps flow as smooth as water, delicate auditives pricked in interest. Dark orbs look around in curiosity, not fear. ::

:: The young woman halts outside the towns, wondering where to go. Gentle tug on one rein turns the equus toward the Kingdom of Baraka. ::

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